West Virginia Democrat. [volume] (Charles Town, W. Va.) 1885-1890, 1887-08-19
AN UNLUCKY DAY.
Old Miss Freshours Tells Some Blood
Curdling Tales.


Curdling Tales.
Betsy Hamilton in Atlanta Constitution.
/ would er started on a Friday,
but | knowed it would fetch us to
Sunday o gettin' to Dallas, Tex,
and folks hadn't orter travel on a
Sunday less hits a life-and-death
case. Pap, he didn't keer nuthin'
about Friday no more'n airy nuther
day, but nav and Aunt Nancy and
old Miss Freshours and them would
er tuck plum JENNY fit if we'd er
left on a Friday.
Fridays turribleon lucky day"
says old Miss Freshours. You gals
mustn't think about gwine on Fri
day; bad luck would be sho' to fol-
ler you. 1 never is seed it fail; let
a body start a journey on hangman's
day and bad luck is sho to overtake
'em. Why, hits a heap wusser'n
movin' of your cat or your broom, or
sittin' of a lookin' glass broke. My
Becky Ann when she took fool no.
tion to marry and 90 of, why she
moved her cat and her broom in spite
of all me and Malinlly Ann Jones
could say, and she haint had nothin'
but bad luck sence SHE left. And
thar's Miss John Henry Scrubtrees
folks broke they lookin' glass NOV
in, and none of 'em haint seed u
well day sence they got to Massysip
so the Johnson gals was tellin'
of me at meetin'; they written 'em a
a letter, and that's the news
the letter fetched. And | mine
mighty well long time ago when old
man. Jeremiah Stringfeller's folks
moved over here in waggins from
away yonder beyant Possim valley
how they was two days comm and
started on q Friday. They never
thought about hits bein' a Friday.
You may not believe it, but them
Stringfellers never had nothin' but
bad luck after bad luck, corn timer
ly putty nigh all the time the endu-
rim year. Hv sot in fust with ther
old ridin' nag, she taken the bline
staggers reckly after they got here
and died, then the mites got amongst
ther settin' hens and they never done
no good scasely at all, and ther ole
red COW she died with the holler
horn, and the ole oman she taken
sick and died and look like nuthin'
they done fur her never done her no
good, and they corn crap turnt out
nothin' but nubbins, and they taters
and pumkins all went to vines too
and the ole man was plum broke up,
and he knowed in reason it was all
bekase he moved on a Friday"
"Now. Betsy, says she, don't you
uns go to startin' of journey on
Friday. Bad luck is sho' to foller."
Then the ole crltter told q dream
she had about me gettin' kilt Off n
the k'yars, and Cousin Pink gittin'
crippled. She mought er fixed it
t'other way, only she know'd | was
the one that wanted o start on Fri
day.
"Ah. law" says she "folks these
days tries to fly right in the face of
ma tnr, and 90 contra-ry-wise TO
Providence. Why, when l was a
gal, nobody never thought about
gwine no whars on Friday, and
starting of no sorter piece er work
on Friday, and jest as sho' as they
done it bad luck was at ther heels.
Betsy, you and Pink hadn't orter
leave this yer house without yer
rabbit foot an yer hoss shoo."
So we showed her our rabbit foot
and horse shoe, and told her we
wouldn't 90 tel Monday-and she
went home satisfied, and drempt that
we had mighty good luck.
The old critter will alters believe
she was the occasion Of us not a
startin' on Friday.